Accompany Me with Hijrah

GATHERINGS

The April morning sun seemed timidly peering out from behind the white clouds. The sky today seems to be bright. In April, the season has also started to change. It does not rain as often as January or December. Although there is still heavy rain.

Already entered in April, it means it has been a month since Zarra decided to move. Now, he is preoccupied with his research and promotion of his business. Time to pour a lot there. Fortunately, Ashifa and Amira helped him. As today, the campus is being held an annual bazaar. This annual bazaar, intended for students who have a side business, in order to promote their business. This year the participants turned out to be booming. Most of them bring fashion business. Only a few bring the culinary business. One of them is Zarra with the theme of street food which he named 'Ukhti Street Food'.

Stand Zarra is arguably selling light snacks such as pandan donuts, honey donuts, cheese potatoes and chicken popcorn. Actually he wanted to add a drink menu, but considering there were other students who opened a special booth, he undoed his intentions. He does not want to be greedy in search of fortune. This is what he learned from the science of trading the Prophet. Lately he has been finding out a lot about how to trade according to Islam. After all, he will not be able to alone open a stand with a lot of menus.

Today is the first day the bazaar opens. Zarra had expected many visitors. And sure enough, once the lunch hour is gone, visitors have started looking for the stand. Some of Zarra's classmates stopped by the stand.

"Well, Zarra? Open the stand too lo?," exclaimed Agil. He was amazed to see the Zarra stand. The cross next to him immediately nudged Agil's arm. That was a gesture to make Agil a little more polite. Agil who was in pain slightly grumbled at Gilang, but smiled then at Zarra.

"Alhamdulillah. Rock the leap before we pass," replied Zarra. He can now hang out with his classmates. Although he still limited his association.

"It's cool, Ra!," praised Gilang.

"Eh, you guys try that? What do you want?" asked Zarra while offering his sale. Agil and Gilang looked at each other. Zarra's food looks tempting.

"Potato cheese with chicken popcorn, Ra," replied Agil. They sat in front of Zarra's stand while waiting for Zarra to fry their order.

"My dream is really?" muttered Gilang as if to himself. His eyes could not be seen Zarra preparing her food. Agil hit Gilang on the head but not hard.

"Dream of you! Where would she want to be like you? Fix your faith first!," exclaimed Agil. The small commotion between Agil and Gilang came to a halt when Zarra came carrying their order.

"This is your order. Especially for you guys, I bonus each one donut huh? Don't struggle!" said Zarra like a mother warning her child. Agil and Gilang nodded. Agil pamit briefly ordered a drink next to Zarra's stand.

"Ra, how come you don't sell drinks, anyway?" asked Gilang. He started biting his cheese potato. Suddenly he was silent when he finished one bite. This delicious, her inner. Zarra smile.

"At first I wanted to sell drinks. On my menu there will be healthy drinks as well. Only, after I found out the stand next to me was special drinks, I canceled. For sustenance, Gil! 'And I got new acquaintances, I improved my life, '" Zarra said. Gilang only shook his head in admiration for Zarra's personality.

"Indeed your dream wife, Ra. Nysel must be Malik ninggalin you," said Gilang. Zarra just smiled.

"Already, ah! There are buyers! I went to the stand first?" said Zarra. He moved back to his stand and served the buyers who began to queue at his stand. Along with Zarra's departure, Agil came to bring drinks for him and Gilang. They began to enjoy the snack while joking and laughing crisply together.

 

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The day has begun to evening. Zarra wiped her sweat with the tissue she was carrying. Just now he finished serving the buyers at his stand. He saw that the water bottle was gone. He also breathed.

"Assalamu'alaikum, brother," said someone. Zarra. It turned out to be the drink stand guard next to him. She is a beautiful Chinese woman. He also wears a hijab tied to the back of his neck.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Yes, sister?" replied Zarra with a sweet smile.

"It's for sister" he said, offering a glass of ice cappucino. Zarra was really surprised. As if he knew that Zarra was thirsty and running out of drinking water.

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you, brother," said Zarra to accept the girl's gift. He also wanted to repay the girl by taking pandan doughnuts and honey two each, because he saw the girl standing guard.

"My name is Irina" said the girl introducing herself. "My winner is Farida" he pointed out. The girl named Farida was covering her hands from their stand. Zarra nodded with a smile.

"I'm Zarra" said Zarra. Irina smiled.

"So don't call us names, we're students of this year's class" said Irina. Zarra nodded with a smile. They are his class sister. "By the way we want to say thank you because you want to share the sustenance with us," continued Irina.

Zarra smile. In his heart he thanked God. He does not need to say his good intentions, God already knows. In fact, through the hands of these two girls, God gave His blessing today.

"It's just for snacking at the stand, huh?" said Zarra thrust a paper bag containing donuts that he had earlier picked up.

"Well, thank God. Thank you, Brother Zarra," cried Irina glad. Zarra laughed at Irina's delight in her gift. "Sister, thanks again, okay? I went back to the stand first" said Irina later. Zarra nodded. Irina returned to her stand.

"Assalamu'alaikum, beautiful ukhti," cried Amira.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Zarra. They hugged each other.

"Where is the sale, Ra?" asked Asyifa.

"Alhamdulillah, Fa. I think before 9 o'clock, you can close this, ", Zarra replied. Asyifa saw the stock of Zarra sales that had indeed stayed a little.

"You don't pray?" asked Asyifa again.

"It just wants me to stay praying, you guys have come. Yes already, pray first, yuk!," Zarra asked.

"Come on! Amira let me wait for your stand for a moment. He was not allowed to pray anymore" replied Asyifa. Amira gave her thumb. Zarra had gone from her stand and walked with Ashifa. Suddenly a little boy ran up to him and hit him. The girl fell along with the lollipop she was carrying.

"Sorry Aunt Humaira didn't do it on purpose. Aunty nothing?" asked the boy. Zarra smile. Though the one that fell him, who asked Zarra who did not budge in the slightest when hit. Zarra crouched down to help the boy stand up. He can guess, Humaira is still around 4 years old. Her face is beautiful with her chubby cheeks. The boy was wearing a pink hijab.

"So, your name is Humaira huh?" asked Zarra. He was still crouching so that he could be on par with Humaira. Humaira nodded without looking at Zarra as she was busy looking for her candy. Once I found it, the candy was dirty.

"Well, it's dirty" he murmured. Zarra smiled at Humaira's playfulness. This kid is talking very well.

"Humaira, do you want a doughnut?" asked Zarra later. Humaira turned her head and nodded at Zarra. Zarra laughed at him.

"Well, this aunt has pandan doughnuts same honey doughnuts. What would Humaira want?" asked Zarra. Zarra's right hand pointed at his donut and the left hand held Humaira's. The boy seemed to think. Zarra was getting anxious to see it. He also took two doughnuts, one pandan and one honey. He put it in a paper bag and gave it to Humaira.

"Nih, Auntie love both of them. Humaira has long chosen it" said Zarra. Humaira's eyes sparkled to receive the donut.

"Thank you, Auntie," Humaira said.

"Together, Humaira," Zarra replied. Asyifa who witnessed it all smiled. He looked towards Amira. Amira nodded in a smile.

"Humaira," a voice of a man broke their silence. Zarra. A young man was seen walking towards Humaira.

"Where are you going? Abi searched," cried the man. He saw a donut in Humaira's hand. Then he looked towards Zarra. Zarra lowered her gaze slightly.

"Sorry to touch me? He must be causing trouble, huh? Emm..that's how many doughnuts?" asked the man as he pulled out his wallet. Zarra smile. It was the nephew of that man. He thought because calling 'Abi' the man was Humaira's father.

" No need, brother. I am sincere! Humaira doesn't make any trouble anyway. I can't stand this adorable behavior" replied Zarra as she pinched Humaira's cheek gently.

"Fame. My name is Fahri" said the man, introducing himself without extending his hand. Zarra glanced at him slightly to see Fahri's face. Fahri looks handsome with a neat haircut and a typical male robe. Her stature was also quite high, to the point that Zarra had to slightly raise her head.

"My name is Zarra, Brother," Zarra replied later. He returned to lower his eyes. So is Fahri.

"This is your stand?" asked Fahri, turning his eyes. Zarra nodded. Fahri also just nodded in a smile.

"Okay, thanks for the doughnuts Humaira?" Fahri said. Zarra nodded with a smile. "Assalamu'alaikum" Fahri said before leaving while holding Humaira.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," the three of them answered almost simultaneously. For a moment they were silent. However, adzan maghrib disperse the daydreams of Zarra.

"Eh, let's pray first!," Zarra asked later. He drew Ashifa's hand. Before leaving, Ashifa still had a chance to blink at Amira. Asyifa secretly prayed that God would ease Zarra's soul mate this time.

 

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